Ji Changsheng focuses on coordination.

Li Changxi waved her hand and said: "You and I are both great powers in the fairy world. It is natural to support each other and there is no need to be polite. However, the other creatures in this illusion are confused. Although I have tried hard to wake them up, they still do not cooperate with me.

.In the future, in front of them, you can still call me master, so as not to waste any more words on them. Today, only you and I can see through the illusion, and the rest are not worth mentioning."

Before Ji Changsheng could agree, a rabbit with long ears, round eyes and a fat mouth suddenly ran in, holding a medicine jar in his hand, and shouted loudly as he ran: "Oh no, no, no, master, you didn't take medicine today."

Li Changxi laughed: "This is a rabbit demon that I inspired to help me deal with some sundries in the Moon Palace. You can call it the rabbit manager. Unfortunately, its spirituality is far worse than the jade rabbit in Guanghan Palace. Until now

I can't break through the illusion and make the real king laugh."

Ji Changsheng nodded: "It doesn't matter. Those who know me tell me that I am worried; those who don't know me tell me what I want."

Li Changxi put her palms together and praised: "The true king is the true king. Looking at the world, only by discussing with you can I truly express my true feelings."

"Master, take the medicine quickly. This is what Fairy Linglong ordered."

Li Changxi shook her head helplessly and said to Ji Changsheng: "The left and right are just illusions. I can't bear to be disturbed by them, so I will just follow their wishes. The real king must not think that I am really sick."

"This is natural." Ji Changsheng nodded seriously.

Mental patients are most afraid of others saying they are sick, Ji Changsheng understands.

One minute later.

After taking the medicine, Li Changxi looked at Ji Changsheng with some confusion: "What are you doing sitting across from me?"

Ji Changsheng: "..."

"Haha, I lied to you. Don't worry, true king, I'm not sick. If you and I join forces, we can break this illusion soon."

Manager Rabbit looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's bad, the master's illness is getting worse and worse!"

It is not a traditional prehistoric story, it just uses a familiar background to facilitate everyone's interpretation and understanding. I borrow a large framework of the fairy world. It's still early to write, so don't worry. Thanks to Zhang San______, the bodhi tree has no fruit, and I saw glaucoma in reading the book.
Chapter completed!